The trip to PRT Headquarters was normally a relatively short one. It felt like forever in Smoker's opinion. Squad One was loaded up in one of their vans, along with Weaver and Miss Alcott. She had woken shortly before they left, obviously in pain from overusing her power. Smoker drove his Billower Bike in front of the van, acting as their escort. Smoker noticed a few unmarked cars attempting to follow them, but he used his smoke to obscure their vision.

Only a monster would attempt to kidnap a young girl, even a parahuman one. This monster seemed to have a great amount of influence. Smoker tightened his grip on his bike's handlebars. They obviously weren't ABB or Merchants.

That left the Empire, or Coil. They didn't seem like skinheads, and Tashigi did not report seeing any swastikas or iron eagles. Smoker narrowed his eyes as he took a right.

This left Coil. The secret fifth power in this city after the gangs and the PRT. The PRT only had a few reports on him, mostly involving sightings or mercenaries. They didn't even know what type of power he had.

The enemy you didn't know about was more dangerous than the one in front of you.

He was taken out of his thoughts when he caught sight of the PRT's headquarters. With a few puffs from his cigar, Smoker drove closer.

They were quickly led inside the building proper after they drove into the garage. Smoker decided to leave Squad One with their van, taking only Tashigi, Miss Alcott, and Weaver. A squad of PRT agents, and Miss Militia were waiting for them. Just like Smoker predicted, they ended their trip early.

"This is for Dinah." Miss Militia said as she handed the young girl a simple mask, most likely to help conceal her identity. Dinah cautiously grabbed the mask and placed it on her face. It...didn't help much. Most masks seemed to be just for show in Smoker's opinion. If you knew who you were looking for, masks were useless.

It was either that or people in this world were blind. Probably the latter in all honesty.

They were led down familiar hallways. Smoker had lost count how many times he walked down these halls. Tashigi continued to carry Dinah, with Weaver quickly walking behind her.

Eventually they reached Director Piggot's office. The squad of PRT agents took their positions outside of the room, and everyone else went in. Director Piggot was sitting behind her desk with Triumph standing off to the side. There was also another couple-

"DADDY!" Dinah jumped from Tashigi's arms and ran towards her parents. Embracing each other, her Father looked up at Tashigi.

"Thank you…" Her Mother repeated the same thing. Tashigi simply smiled in return.

"I only did what anyone else would have done." The reunited family were full of smiles. Weaver leaned side to side awkwardly. At least she was opening up a bit.

The family reunion was interrupted by Director Piggot coughing.

"As wonderful as this is, we have a lot to discuss." She said simply.

That they did.

Weaver took a seat off to the side. Smoker wanted her here to prove that he had complete trust in her. Actions spoke louder than words after all.

A few minutes later, they were all seated except for himself, Triumph and Miss Militia, who stood beside the Director's desk. They all listened carefully as Tashigi gave her report on the events of the day, with Dinah adding some additional comments.

The Alcott's seem horrified that someone would actually attempt to kidnap their daughter during school. They were even more horrified to find out that their beloved daughter had triggered.

"What should we do?" Mr. Alcott asked with shaking hands. Triumph seemed like he wanted to speak, but kept silent.

"97.89 percent I'll be safe with the Marines." Dinah said with a wince. Smoker took a deep breath. They were not equipped to handle a situation like this.

"And what about the Wards?" Miss Militia asked with a soft voice, her eyes full of compassion.

"98.76 percent that I'll be safe with the Wards." Dinah said weakly. That would be for the best. The PRT knew what they were doing, mostly.

"The Wards are here to help children like Dinah Mr and Mrs Alcott." Miss Militia started. "And I'm sure Vista would love to have another girl on the team." It was obvious that she was smiling under her mask.

Mr. Alcott started nodding slowly. The man loved his daughter. Mrs. Alcott seemed a bit more cautious, but eventually agreed with her husband. Smoker took another puff from his cigar.

At least he wouldn't have to deal with another new recruit.

"Meeeemorrry, all alone in the moooonlight-"

"Will you just shut up!"

"TOUUUUUCH MEEEE-"

Lisa smirked when she heard the muffled sound of Brian stuffing his face with their PRT issued pillow. Alec had woken up about a half hour ago, and decided that he would sing some showtunes, just to annoy them. They were all stuck in separate PRT containment cells, with Alec's being right next to Brian. Trainwreck was still covered in that foam stuff, and Rachel was snarling at any agent that walked by.

Rachel wants her dogs back. Is worried for their safety. Her dogs are at a PRT funded dog kennel.

Speaking of PRT Agent, another one walked by and gave Lisa a weird look. Works for Coil. Has orders to help bust me out or kill me, whichever he decides to do.

Lisa just kept smirking. She already had a plan on how to escape Coil's greasy pedo hands. She let her power run wild on Smoker right before she was brought to her cell.

The muscular hero had a soft spot for broken things. Lisa would just say the truth, plain and simple. Being in the Wards would mean she would still be under Coil's thumb, but the Marines would allow her to finally be able to breath without him knowing. She just had to push the 'I was forced to join the Undersiders at gunpoint or else I would have been a drugged up slave' point.

Eventually, a famous figure stood at the front of Lisa's cell. The leader of the Protectorate opened her cell with the press of a button, and two PRT officers walked in with cuffs. Armsmaster wants to interrogate the thinker first. He believes that I'm the brains of the group. He was only half right.

Lisa was then dragged to an interrogation room, all alone with Armsmaster. She saw a one way mirror to the side. Two agents observing the conversation. The Deputy Director is watching. Another member of the Protectorate? Possibly Dauntless. Aegis of the Wards also observing.

"Tattletale, you are being charged with…" Armsmaster started. Lisa ignored most if not all of what followed. Is simply following his procedure. "How do you plead?" Hmm, if Lisa asked for a lawyer, Coil would simply manipulate one of his people into that position and she would be back where she started.

"Guilty." Lisa said smiling. Armsmaster is surprised at my honesty. "In fact, let's cut to the chase.' Armsmaster jaw tightens. He is annoyed that I interrupted him.

"You're about to say blah blah, underaged, blah blah, go to juvie or join the Wards." Lisa said bluntly. Isn't surprised given that I'm a thinker.

"Let's cut a deal. I'll spill the beans on how you can get most of the others to join your little boys club, some secrets you're definitely going to want and I get to name some conditions." Armsmaster is thinking about it. Will need to talk to the Director. He is very interested in it.

"Go on." Has a lie detector on him. Tinkertech, no way to get past him. Half truths might work.

"Grue will be the easiest to convince. Just make him some probationary Ward until he turns eighteen, with the condition that he gets custody of his sister when he graduates to the Protectorate." Brian's Dad was a good man, but he wasn't ready to raise a teenager like Aisha. That's not even mentioning their Mom. "Send him to Boston for all I care."

Armsmaster simply listened silently.

"Just give Regent a couch, a TV and some games and he's all yours."

He's going to pause me in the middle of the next statement.

"Bitch's going to want-"

"What do you want from all of this?" Armsmaster asked. Lisa grinned in response.

"Make me an honorary Ward if you want…" Lisa paused for effect.

"I want to join the Marines."

A/N

This was fun.

Suck it Coil.